I'll come here from time to time and post my random stories, thoughts, and observations. This is my place for stuff that I feel might be too... "outside" for the forums or for more personal shit that I don't want just any YaHookan seeing. If you've stumbled across this blog, feel free to read away! Comment if the spirit moves you, just try to keep it pleasant.

Drunken Ramblings (aka thank Jah for spellcheck)

Hello! Four beers and a half hour of reading Reuters, and I am ready to ramble!

Tonight's talk will be on the political side I feel. I'm thinking part politalk, and part personal philosophy, maybe.

First, to help you understand the source of my frustration, I need to give you a bit of personal history. For the past year and some I've worked for a nice company making about 22k a year. Living with the parents, so I've saved a nice bit of money. I get maybe $1600+ a month with my bonus, but when I went looking for an apartment of my own.... not so good lol.

Personally now, my life has kind of come to a standstill, living at home. Its embarrassing to even bring girls over since my "room" is a 9x9 foot cube with a twin bed, about 10 feet from the 'rents' bedroom. Yeah, what the fuck I know. Pretty much all I have to offer is an awkward version of "Hey baby wanna come over to my Mom's house and snuggle in my Twin Extra Long?" So obviously I need to GTFO right? Ok here goes...

So I went apartment shopping if you will. Found some shit places and some nicer ones. Now, there was a reeeally great place near my job. Little 3 story tucked in a back street right off downtown. rent was pretty good, $720 monthly, year commitment. Electric heaters, so that was a warning sign. But for my price range ($800/mo) it was great. I'd have the ground floor, the place looked great, was close to work.

So I took that pretty low rent, and the base electrical cost plus other bills n shit. came to a total, and then ran it up against my pay rate, I'd have a bare $45 bucks left over, and only if my math is right lol. FFFFFUUUUUUU!!!

Soooo onto my ranting I guess. It's frusterating, living in one of the richer countries in the world. Got a college education, got a nice job that pays 150% the base rate in my state, and STILL CAN'T MAKE IT?!?!?!??!??!??!010 00100101 kyfgvyitc

Ah man! It sucks! But I'm not too bad off. Family has my back. I have a roof. Food. Friends. I'm not a bad looking guy, honestly. I just can't imagine pursuing a relationship in my base circumstances, and as a result my sex life has dwindled down to nil. Part of it is home circumstances too. Mom is unemployed and thus home all day. Her room, like I said, is literally ONE door away. My room is like... I dunno a closet? The tiny ass bed takes up half of it. Long story as to WHY I even live in such a tiny place, in such a shitty house. Another time, perhaps.

But enough ranting. I've had a lot of time to think and the nature of my job affords much time to pursue intellectual interests. I have concluded that a Man should only have thew responsibility to work hard and treat other people well, and he should be able to make a Life for himself. obviously in the modern world this is not so. So wherein lies the problem? (surely the logical question in such musings, no?)

Money. Okay, less broadly... I still say money, but allow me to explain. In what I'd call 'the natural world', that is to say, my personal societal ideal (it must be admitted!) mixed with the very real need for Mankind to change while also re-discovering His niche in the living Earth. We must do so, or we risk destroying not only ourselves, but the only fucking planet we've found that even supports Life.

Okay, so back to the money thing. And the natural world thing, first, just to bring some context. Take away guns and tech and all that. Homo sapiens at a base level can only obtain Power over other H. Sapiens a few factors. Base physical strength. Intellectual prowess. Luck.

With physical strength, only a certain level may be obtained (and thus maintained) without putting exponentially greater amounts of effort into it. In plain English, sure it's easy to get fit, bench your body weight, and run a mile. But its soooo much harder to bench 500 lbs, squat a SmarCar, and run a marathon. To do that for any amount of time would kill most people. Very few Human Beings are fortunate enough to have the sort of intelligence, charisma, and strength of body to be able to dominate even a village of other people. To mention one: Genghis Khan? (Even then, these were outside factors.) Thus, I define my ideal of what I'd call 'natural'.

Now, with this Money shit, a man with a small fortune has the power to invest and guile his way into greater and greater fortune. Not to mention the real power money buys.

With money, 1% of the population can amass 99% of the power. Compounding the problem is the correlation between the world's economic system and debt. Since neither land nor gold backs up the currency in circulation, the element defining the very VALUE of the paper we trade with is debt. The fact that one country owes another country money, and a person owes a bank or a credit card company, that very negative balance is what gives that paper its worth.

Things need to change folks. This system is untenable. The very money that enables man to life Life and acquire base commodities is controlled by a select number of wealthy individuals who severely limit its output in order to increase their personal standing. It's disgusting! The very system itself is broken, with all the land owned, all the national wealth privatized. We preach false ideals in our schools, and wash our populations in a miasma of corporate greed and consumerism. As the sage Tyler Durden once said: "We spend money we don't have on shit we don't need."

I'm not delusional though. I cannot change the world. Fuck, I can't hardly even change myself and my own circumstances without catering to things I've come to despise. But there is no other way. I must slave away in the system, commit myself to 50 years of 8-10 hours a day in a sunless office making vast sums of money for OTHER PEOPLE. I'll come home, enjoy perhaps 4 hours of non-work time, blissful sleep, and repeat. My reward is 40 vacation hours a year, cheap med/dental, and just maybe I can retire at 65, if my grandparent's generation doesn't use all of my money the government has taken first.

If I am lucky, I will be able to sell 35 years of my paycheck to a bank in exchange for a $200k house it cost $10k to build. But first, I have to wait 10-15 years for my pay rate to rise out of the poverty line and into lower-middle class. The entire time I'm expected to feel grateful because the same FUCKED UP SYSTEM that lest children starve in West Africa.

Here is what I do know, ladies and gentlemen. Undeveloped islands off the coasts of South American countries go for as low as $15-$20k. I have $12k in my savings. Te only question is, if/when the time comes, do I have the balls to really call it quits on both general society and civilization? Is the grass REALLY greener on the other side, or am I just being naive and unrealistic.

Rhetorical questions, obviously. One thing I should do first and foremost is find a ghetto ass studio, buy a queen sized bed, and get some pussy for the first time in almost a year. Don't worry dear reader, that shit is a PLAN. Still, I think I will always and forever think of this system as broken.